Yankees vs. Red Coats

Usually in the middle of the summer, the rivalry we keep our eyes on is Yankees/Red Sox, but this weekend, it was the Yanks vs. the Red Coats as our favourite [sic] British family - "Aunt Niffer" and her boys - visited with us on this side of the Pond.

I was particularly enamoured with Arthur, despite his ridiculous hat with the B on it. I was surprised they didn't walk on the left side of the street!

We also got to meet Avalon (undoubtedly named for the British isle of the same name) and spend some time with her mommy and daddy whom our daddy has known since 1986. In this case, my knickers were in a twist, so I took the picture instead of posing for it.

Cheerio!

We're Hung-RI

The rest of our Rhode Island weekend featured a lot of eating, first at the Sweet Berry Farm (the home of New England's best ice cream), where I made sure that mommy and daddy were on the menu.

Then it was off to hibachi, where daddy caught a meat pop fly and mommy got the rice wine alley oop.

Meanwhile, I was working on my mad chopsticks skills.

On our way home we stopped off at Daya's new place for "tee."

I'm famished. How do we get to New Fork City?

Too Pool for School

While swimming and sprinklers at school are fun, nothing compares to a few days in the water at BoMa and BoPa's. The first day we encouraged our babies to jump in and float...

...and by day two we were brave enough to do it our own selves.

Soon the problem became how to get us OUT of the pool.

Though sitting by the side of the pool was pretty fun too...especially since I'd coordinated my bikini with the parasols.

You're Fired (Up)

We both really like firefighters, and fire trucks, and firehouses. (In fact, I often since about how I Wanna Ride on a Fire Truck.) So it was no surprise that we wanted to spend the day with BoMa and BoPa at Firefighter Appreciation Weekend.

While we were able to get aboard a fire truck, the more impressive vehicles were on the sea...

No, not the row boat, silly!

The Intrepid is a WWII aircraft carrier so it was fun to get into the cockpit...

...not to mention co-piloting a copter. We love and appreciate the FDNY, but we're open to driving vehicles on land, water and air!!

So daddy, when can we have the keys to your car?

Great Grandparents and Grandmasters

Bobo and PopPop came to New York to celebrate the opening of Uncle Spencer's new venture. After "checking" that out, they made some time for us.

We could have played on Mema's board all "knight" since we were quite a "match."

Our game was interrupted when daddy gathered the "queens" (and princesses) for this four-generation photo-op. Say "Chess!"

Beach-a-Palooza 2011

Liam and Jack invited us back to the shore...


...to be cool at the beach and the pool we adore.

(By cool we mean temperature-wise since neither daddy nor hippo looks hip cool here.)

We had a wonderful time building in the sand...


...and fell asleep earlier than we had planned.


After our rest, we enjoyed a cold treat...


...then buried each other from waist to feet.


We took a photo with all of us grouped...


...since by the end of the night we were totally pooped!


Thanks to Liam and Jack for hosting this fête.
Beach-a-Palooza 2011 was the best one yet!

We Have Lots of Class(es)

Daddy was able to honor our moving up to new classrooms by sporting his zoo-iest ties.

First, it was Penguins, in honor of my being aquatic and still flightless. As much as I adore their formal attire, unfortunately I'll only spend two months with these birds.


The next day, he progressed to Giraffes, the tallest ruminant. Despite what you may think, I still just chew my lunch and swallow it. I'd better get used to this class, since I'll be in it until I graduate next summer.

Fourth of Ju-Lake

To celebrate our independence, Linnea, Felix, and their parents came to Mahopac for a day of Grand Ol' Fun.


From sea to shining lake...


I'm not sure this is what your swim teacher meant by "blowing bubbles," but I trust our patriarch...


...especially when he tells us to "use our noodles."


Once in the water, they definitely came in Arm-y.


I didn't have stars and stripes, so I wore bows and 'pokey-dots.' I also had to settle for a very patriotic (hot) pink, white, and (baby) blue.


Mostly we were impressed that daddy actually got wet. They tell me that the bottom is a bit mucky, though fortunately I'm not tall enough to stand.


Linnea wasn't up for standing either, in fact she borrowed her brother's car seat for a rest on the deck. Here's to a very relaxing Fourth!

Oh My Cod - They're Married!!

Now that we'd made our way across the Cape, it was time to celebrate Josh and Rachel under their incredible chupah overlooking the sea. Our first Jewfish wedding!!


While it looked like rain all day, the Rays came out just in time for the ceremony!


Aren't we a magnificent Group(er)?


It was warm during the ceremony, so we made our way to the Bar(fish) for some cool lemonade.


"Aunt" Bethie is one of mommy's dear college friends. It was a real Trout to spend some time with her, since she lives in Michigan and doesn't make it east very often.


Nora and her mommy were quite the Bonnetmouths, not sure which were prettier: their chapeaux or their smiles.


We were not the youngest women at the wedding. Our pajama babies (as well as Nora's baby sister, Mary), were the Tadpoles.


While we think of daddy as our Best Man every day, Josh actually borrowed him in that capacity for his wedding. He gave a fantastic toast and was a bit of a Clown(fish).


In exchange, Josh got daddy these fantastic kicks, which may be the Sole reason he agreed to give the toast.


Rachel is so much fun and we are delighted that Josh decided to Snapper up before she got away!


After an evening of dancing with great friends and family, we were Perch-ed for a good night's rest.

Wedding Es-Cape

It's Tru(ro)! This weekend we drove up to Brewster, MA, to celebrate the nuptials of "Uncle" Josh and soon-to-be-"Aunt" Rachel. This was my first wedding, so I had to get my hair done...


The rehearsal dinner was a lobster bake (which we, of course, don't eat) but that didn't stop me from putting on the bib for chicken, pasta, and Mashpee dinner. I feel like I was Bourne for this meal.


We didn't eat the Sandwich, but I wore my bib for the best part: ice cream bar. Sis, get that spoon out of Yar mouth.


We wanted to wish them Well(fleet) so we signed our best wishes on the happy couple's chupah. I'm sure they will Chat(ham) about this tomorrow at the ceremony.


Har! Which member of the family looks the cutest here?


Whether we sits, stands, Orleans, we'll see you at the wedding tomorrow!